My relationship with food changed when I went to Ghana a couple years ago and worked at a non-governmental organization at Buduburam Refugee Camp. Every day I witnessed hunger, as the United Nations had just stopped handing out food rations only a few months before. I became fully immersed in this culture that is all too often only on the margins of our minds, our thoughts and our prayers. Since coming back home, I realized that if we can’t eradicate hunger even in America, then how can we help those in countries abroad?